Eventually
Bathed in serene sunset
She waits for me by the pier
Peering at a pale blue sky
Are we ever ready to leave home?
Next to her feet is a single suitcase
She looks at me with a sad smile
Offering me a hand
That I pretend to not see
Her destiny is in the great blue
And I can see the wistful look in her eyes
As she looks to the horizon
But she's attached to me as if I'm an anchor
She should search the world
For life, love, laughter, and light
But eventually she'll see
She left all of that here with me
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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